4 Aug 2012

The summer I turned pretty - Review

Belly measures her life in summers. Everything good, everything magical happens between the months of June and August. Winters are simply a time to count the weeks until the next summer, a place away from the beach house, away from Susannah, and most importantly, away from Jeremiah and Conrad. They are the boys that Belly has known since her very first summer -- they have been her brother figures, her crushes, and everything in between. But one summer, one wonderful and terrible summer, the more everything changes, the more it all ends up just the way it should have been all along.

My review

The summer I turned pretty was such a fun read and a perfect example of a simple beach read, its short and sweet, full of sun, sand and hot boys!
I really enjoyed this story and found Belly to be a lovely character, she's a little immature at times, but then she is only 15! She really has the sense that this is her 'last' summer, things are going to change and she's growing up. I liked the way it also went back to past summers here and there so we could understand the dynamics between the characters at this point and how she feels about both boys.
I easily picked my 'team' early on in the book and I'm sticking with my choice thus far lol.
I found Jenny Hans writing to be light and breezy and I flew through the pages of this book, the story isn't too complex and it was just the easy read I needed right now, I would definitely recommend The summer I turned pretty if you're looking for a book to take away on holiday.
I've already started book two and am looking forward to seeing how the trilogy continues and of course who she ends up with!

My thoughts on the cover
This cover suits the title as it's really pretty, I really like all the flowers and the way they become mixed together, the colours are really nice too.

Favourite quotes

'It was coming home after you'd been gone a long, long time. It held a million promises of summer and of what just might be.'

'I walked out there, to the porch, without a real plan in mind. All I knew was that the summer was almost over. Soon it would be too late. We would drive away, and I would never have told him.'